Li Rong watched Pei Wenxuan quietly. She looked at Pei Wenxuan's side face at this moment. He was very thin, like a pine, bamboo and white snow. When he stood in front of the hall, he was the most typical civil servant in the hearts of all people in this summer.

He was holding a pen in his hand and looking at the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, Li Rong could see from him not only his handsome facial features, but also the appearance of the lover that she admired most when she was pregnant in her dream.

A man is the most attractive. He never loves a woman more and devotes himself to a woman.

It's that he has his eyes on the whole world, carrying mountains and rivers on his shoulders, but he is willing to lower his head for you and gently brush the peach blossom in his hair.

Pei Wenxuan noticed Li Rong's gaze. He turned his head and said with some doubts: "Your Highness?"

Li Rong withdrew her mind, forcibly averted her gaze, looked at Xie Lanqing in the prison, and smiled: "Master Xie, what you want to know, I told you, Master Xie should be able to walk with peace of mind."

Xie Lanqing was a little stunned, Li Rong nodded slightly, turned around and said to Su Rongqing: "Su Shilang, if nothing else, my palace will go home first."

Su Rongqing respectfully saluted, Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan bid farewell to Xie Lanqing. Xie Lanqing was sitting in prison. He didn't reply. He looked in one direction blankly, as if seeing someone or something.

Su Rongqing and Xie Lanqing bid farewell and followed Li Rong out.

When they walked outside, the three found out that it was raining in winter. The winter rain was fine and dense, and it fell with the snow. Pei Wenxuan asked the attendants to get the carriage, and then the three of them stood together under the corridor, silent.

Su Rongqing looked at the rain and snow outside. After a long time, he slowly said: "What Mr. Pei said just now, Su thinks it is wrong. The way of heaven runs, has its own rules, and blindly breaks the rules in order to protect his desires and harm others. Yes. Master Xie’s biggest mistake was that he shouldn’t be in contact with Lin Xia back then. There is a difference between superiority and inferiority, and the distinction between cloud and mud is destined to be fruitless. You should converge from the beginning. Even if you can’t be self-conscious, you should not indulge."

"Is it like Su Shilang?" Pei Wenxuan looked at Yuxue, calmly said, "In Su Shilang's world, for the sake of the family, can his wife be killed?"

Pei Wenxuan said, turned his head and looked at Su Rongqing. Li Rong's heart tightened and said nonchalantly, "Should be unprovoked, what do you do with these bad words?"

"I just asked casually," Pei Wenxuan laughed and raised his hand to salute, "Don't mind Su Shi Lang."

"I mind." Su Rongqing said, her voice a little dumb, "I hope Master Pei, don't make fun of my wife."

"Shi Lang Su hasn't been married yet?" Pei Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, "Is there a sweetheart in protecting this identity now?"

"Yes or not," Su Rongqing stared at Pei Wenxuan, not giving up, "It's not Master Pei's joke."

Pei Wenxuan smiled, turned his head, and reminded with a smile: "So far, it seems that Shi Lang Su has never called me a bad boy?"

Su Rongqing stiffened, and the carriage was led by people. Pei Wenxuan watched the people coming. He naturally stretched out his hand to hold Li Rong's hand and reminded Su Rongqing: "Nowadays, the grade of the horseman is still higher than that of my supervisory official. Your Majesty’s verbal habit is no more. Su Shilang comes from a well-known family, and he can’t follow the rules anymore. Don’t make such a verbal mistake again.”

With that said, Pei Wenxuan took the umbrella from the others, put his hand on Li Rong's shoulder, and said gently: "Your Highness, let's go."

Li Rong was held by him, and in a dark place that no one could see, Li Rong quietly stabbed him in the waist with an elbow, and whispered: "Did you take gunpowder?"

Pei Wenxuan smiled without saying a word, only holding Li Rong forward. The two of them took two steps. Su Rongqing suddenly spoke, his voice trembling, with a dumb meaning: "Your Highness..."

Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan turned their heads together. Su Rongqing looked at Li Rong with all his eyes on her. He seemed to want to say something. There were countless sorrows and joys hidden in his eyes. Li Rong watched him quietly. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't help but say: "Shi Lang Su?"

Su Rongqing was awakened by Li Rong's voice. Li Rong watched his eyes calm down little by little. He took a deep breath and laughed: "The Chinese New Year is coming, and the officials wish your Royal Highness in advance, Happy New Year and all the best."

Su Rongqing obviously seldom said such simple words of blessing. Li Rong was a little surprised when he heard him say it. Then she laughed: "Then I also wish Su Shilang a happy new year and a bright future."

"His Royal Highness." Su Rongqing laughed, and Li Rong turned around and got into the carriage with Pei Wenxuan.

After the two got into the carriage, they sat down, and the carriage moved. Li Rong inadvertently raised her eyes and saw the figure leaking out of the window at the moment the curtain was lifted.

Dressed in white, carrying an umbrella, walking in the wind and rain, the sky is high and the earth is wide, alone.

Li Rong was stunned, Pei Wenxuan poured tea for herself, holding a tea cup, leaning against the wall of the carriage, and said sourly: "Don't look, everyone is gone."

"He doesn't seem to be in a carriage?"

Li Rong was a little strange. With the Su family's wealth, how could Su Rongqing go back?

Pei Wenxuan fiddled with the tea leaves with the lid of the tea bowl, and said slowly: "Go back to exercise, how healthy?"

"What you said is," Li Rong nodded and turned to look at Pei Wenxuan, "I don't know where Master Pei's vinegar today was produced?"

Pei Wenxuan did not speak, blowing the tea leaves, Li Rong glanced lightly, and couldn't help saying: "Don't blow, the tea leaves are flying."

"It's a pity," Pei Wenxuan raised his head, "Why didn't your Highness fly your face and wash your eyes?"

"A beauty washes his eyes," Li Rong laughed, "I don't need Master Pei's tea."

"Li Rong," Pei Wenxuan put the teacup on the table, put his hand on the table, leaned forward, and smiled, "It really hurts my heart."

"My palace has no habit of being used to people." Li Rong also put his hand on the table and greeted Pei Wenxuan, "After so many years, Master Pei is still a bad guy."

"His Royal Highness teaches you?" Pei Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, and Li Rong raised his chin, "You are enlightened by yourself."

"His Royal Highness points to a clear road?"

Li Rong nodded and lowered her voice, as if she was talking about an extremely confidential important matter: "Seeing you sincerely ask for advice, I will tell you your only good point. You have to study it carefully."

"His Royal Highness, please speak." Pei Wenxuan cooperated with her, and also lowered his voice, listening carefully. Li Rong dipped his finger in the water from Pei Wenxuan's teacup, wrote a word on the table, and said: "This is a secret, and you must not pass it on. Please look at it."

After speaking, the words were finished. Pei Wenxuan turned his head and saw that a "face" was written upright.

Pei Wenxuan was silent, Li Rong raised her hand and patted Pei Wenxuan's shoulder: "The horse has this strength, and we must make good use of it."

"How to play?" Pei Wenxuan raised his head and sneered, "I'll skip thirteen strokes for you?"

Li Rong didn't expect that Pei Wenxuan could say such a thing. She thought about it for a moment, moved forward, and whispered: "When? Where? I will definitely come."

"Fuck you." Pei Wenxuan gave Li Rong a push. "Girl's house, I'm not a little reserved."

Li Rong laughed, fell in the direction of Pei Wenxuan, raised her hand on Pei Wenxuan's shoulder, and said softly, "Pei Wenxuan, have you forgotten, I am fifty years old."

"Don't talk like that," Pei Wenxuan sat down, pulling Li Rong away, and said seriously, "Like a ghost, infiltrating people."

"When you said this, I found out," Li Rong thought, "You really look like a little Taoist now," Li Rong said, casting a wink, "It's likable."

Pei Wenxuan's face was still, as if thinking about something, Li Rong sat up straight, poured tea for herself from the table, and whispered: "But really, what did you do with Su Rongqing about the previous life? He is anyway. Don’t remember, what's the use of what you said?"

"Just say it casually." Pei Wenxuan smiled, "His Royal Highness does not have to be too concerned."

"Speaking of it," Pei Wenxuan suddenly remembered, "How is His Royal Highness going to spend the Spring Festival? Is His Highness going to enter the palace?"

"I got married, what do I do when I go back?"

Li Rong shook her head: "Just spend your time in the princess mansion, you arrange."

Pei Wenxuan nodded, and began to think of the Spring Festival.

The two went home together. From the second day onwards, they began to take a rest in accordance with the regulations of the Central Government. Li Rong would wake up naturally every day, and Pei Wenxuan would be the same on weekdays. After getting up, he led people to clean the courtyard and commanded. People hang lanterns, post Spring Festival couplets, arrange the placement of objects in the house, and personally select incense.

From the big cloth to the placement of a vase, he had to do it himself. When Li Rong woke up on the New Year's Day, he found that the Princess House and the previous life seemed to be about the same.

Li Rong walked in the courtyard. Pei Wenxuan went to dinner with her. Li Rong looked at the rockery in the courtyard and couldn't help but say: "You used to love this tune, now you still love it."

"It's not that I love this tune," Pei Wenxuan laughed. "It's just that I always feel that I was separated like that back then. I feel a little regretful. I always want to assume that nothing happened."

"and then?"

Li Rong turned his head: "It hasn't happened, what are you going to do?"

"Then my Highness and I have been a newlywed couple, doing housework together and celebrating the New Year."

Li Rong raised her eyebrows: "Do housework? Do you dare to let me do housework?"

"I do." Pei Wenxuan said quickly, "Look at it."

Li Rong laughed as she listened, "Then I will watch."

Pei Wenxuan did what he said. He led Li Rong to the dining room. Li Rong sat down and smiled when he looked at Tao Hua Geng.

This peach flower soup looks good, but the details are not refined enough, and at first glance it was not made by her chef. She pretended not to know anything, and sat down and ate the peach blossom soup, Pei Wenxuan pretended to inadvertently said, "How does your Royal Highness feel about peach blossom soup?"

"Well," Li Rong said calmly, "It's a little worse than the previous craftsmanship."

Pei Wenxuan's complexion was not so good, and Li Rong continued; "However, I still like it," Li Rong said, raising her eyes to Pei Wenxuan, pointing out, "I can eat it all."

When Pei Wenxuan heard this, he seemed to be happy. He picked up his chopsticks and said to Li Rong: "Wait a moment, I will go to paste the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters with Your Highness, and then I will clean."

"You're fine looking for trouble."

Li Rong thought he was boring, but after dinner, she went with him to post the blessing characters and spring festival couplets.

At the beginning of the period, Pei Wenxuan was posting, and she was in charge behind him. After a long time, Li Rong was a little annoyed and cursed: "Why are you so stupid!"

Having said that, she walked up, took the horizontal link from Pei Wenxuan's hand, and wanted to paste it on the door, and ordered: "You must paste it here."

Pei Wenxuan smiled and did not speak. He only watched Li Rong paddling her feet up. Seeing that she was trying her best to be cute enough, Pei Wenxuan took the banner from behind her, pressed it directly up and spread it on the wall, looking down at her. Li Rong in the room: "His Royal Highness, is this here?"

When he raised his hand behind her, Li Rong felt as if he was surrounded by him. His aura was overwhelming. Li Rong didn’t know what was happening. Suddenly, there was a bit of ear heat, and he whispered: "Ok."

Pei Wenxuan pursed his lips and chuckled. He asked people to bring the paste and paste the Henglian. The people around looked at Henglian with different expressions. They seemed to want to say but didn't dare to say. When the two people put it up, Li Rong And Pei Wenxuan stepped back and saw that it was crooked.

The two watched quietly for a moment, and Li Rong frowned: "I really want to post it crooked."

"No," Pei Wenxuan said immediately, "The horizontal link posted by Your Highness will not be crooked."

"But I think..."

"It won't be crooked," Pei Wenxuan tilted his head, "The crooked eyes are people's eyes, not your highness's horizontal couplet. Look, I look at it this way, it's right."

"Pei Wenxuan, you will really bury me."

Li Rong glared at him, Pei Wenxuan laughed, took her shoulders, and pushed her: "The stickers are all done, let's do the next thing, and go."

With that, Pei Wenxuan pushed Li Rong into the house. Li Rong followed him, but he actually took her to the kitchen.

The kitchen seemed to have prepared all the tools and was orderly. Everyone was standing by. Li Rong raised an eyebrow and looked back: "What are you doing?"

"Making dumplings," Pei Wenxuan laughed, "I will take your Highness to make dumplings."

"Do you still make dumplings?" Li Rong was a little strange, "The gentleman is far from the cook, has the Pei family been so poor before?"

"Not really," Pei Wenxuan said, smiling and approaching the table. Li Rong watched him take an apron from the side and tie it on, and then skillfully sprinkled flour on the table and began to make dough. He made the dough and said. "This is my father and mother's hobby. My father thinks that he has to make dumplings by himself for the New Year. Your Highness sits down."

Pei Wenxuan smiled and looked up: "His Royal Highness just looks at me."

The chair had already been prepared, and Li Rong felt that it was new too. As soon as he sat on the chair, he held his chin and started watching Pei Wenxuan's performance.

Pei Wenxuan made dumplings, rolled noodles and chopped meat...The movements were all in one go. He himself was good-looking and elegant. Even making dumplings was as beautiful as a well-prepared solo dance.

Li Rong held his chin and admired. After watching for a while, she also felt bored, so she straightened up and asked for an apron from the servant to Pei Wenxuan's side: "May I help you?"

Pei Wenxuan raised his eyes and laughed: "His Royal Highness also wants to make dumplings?"

"To be idle is to be idle."

Seeing Li Rong's interest, Pei Wenxuan took dumpling wrappers and taught Li Rong how to make them.

Li Rong looked smart on weekdays, but was extremely clumsy in her hands. She wrapped a few, and they were far less beautiful than Pei Wenxuan, strangely shaped, and looked very funny.

Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan's dumplings, full and beautiful, and looked at his dumplings, a group of waste dim sums.

Li Rong felt that she couldn't keep her face, and was angry for a while. Pei Wenxuan squinted at Li Rong and patiently taught her over and over again. Li Rong was still not good enough, and Pei Wenxuan had to talk. Li Rong became angry: "Don't talk! Do you teach?!"

Pei Wenxuan stopped talking, but fortunately, there were no people around, only the two of them, and Li Rong still had some steps.

Li Rong couldn't make the package by herself, and he didn't let Pei Wenxuan make the package, so she was spoiling the flour by herself. Pei Wenxuan could only accept his order to mix the dough with meat for her.

Seeing the tossing into the night, before the sedan chair came out, Li Rong stared at the dumplings violently. Pei Wenxuan couldn't help it. He walked behind Li Rong, raised his hand to hold Li Rong's hand, and whispered: "His Royal Highness, like this, hold your hand here."

Pei Wenxuan's breath sprayed into her ears, his voice was gentle and kind, without the slightest impatience. Li Rong was annoyed, but the moment she saw the dumplings in her hand suddenly became beautiful, she suddenly felt happy again.

Pei Wenxuan shook her hand and told her over and over again the key to the process of making dumplings.

After repeating it dozens of times, Li Rong finally went on the road. Pei Wenxuan let go of her hand, stood beside her, and made dumplings with her. Li Rong was too fascinated by it. He did not pay attention to raising his hand and wiped his face. After Baihui, Pei Wenxuan looked back and found it funny, but he didn't dare to say, for fear of disturbing her making dumplings.

After making hundreds of dumplings, Li Rong’s dumplings finally looked good. Li Rong became happy and turned around and said to Pei Wenxuan: "Pei Wenxuan, look, do these dumplings look good! This is the first time I make dumplings, right? Particularly successful?!"

Pei Wenxuan couldn't help laughing as she watched her face stained with powder, holding a dumpling like a treasure in her hand.

"It looks good." His voice was gentle, "Your Highness looks better."

Li Rong was stunned, that is, at that moment, the fireworks outside suddenly resounded through Huajing. Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan couldn’t help but look up and look at the blooming fireworks. Li Rong held the dumplings in his hands and looked back inadvertently. Glancing at the youth who looked up at the fireworks in the sky.

"Pei Wenxuan."

She called out suddenly.

When Pei Wenxuan heard the sound, he turned his head back, that is, at that moment, he saw the **** her toes, raised her hand to hold his face, and kissed it gently.

Fireworks bloomed in the night sky constantly, bright and dark, and the wind inadvertently blew out the candles in the kitchen. Pei Wenxuan bent slightly and looked at the girl with her eyes closed in the night.

"Pei Wenxuan, happy new year."